Those words felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on that person. That person suddenly realized that someone with Jack‘s talents could not possibly come from a small clan. Jack had definitely been cultivated carefully by a big clan if he was so skilled.

The guy might actually not be afraid of the Compass Pavilion at all. That person felt like a large stone was on his chest, stifling his breathing as he could not say anything at that moment. Jack looked on as that person’s face stiffened and let out a cold laugh before he turned around again.

There was a radiant red light as the token to the second level slowly fell into Jack’s palm. Jack smiled, not looking at the crowd anymore as he started to walk up the spectator stands. After winning that round, he did not want to bother remaining in the first level anymore.

When Jack slowly walked up, the crowd’s discussions once again reached its loudest point. Everyone looked at Jack with curious and shocked expressions, as if they wanted to see something from Jack’s body.

he be from a ninth-grade clan? Or

I’ve never seen him before. I’ve never heard of Jack either. I’ve mostly heard of all the talented disciples before, and I’ve seen pictures of them too. There’s no one that’s even close to Jack. He might just be the personal disciple

even they‘ve entered, then the Whirling World must definitely have very valuable treasures inside. I can’t

can you look for? You’d be lucky enough

as they talked. After all, no one dared to say anything

any other discussions, Jack did not care at all. He merely cared

that Rudy was frowning with a sour look on his face.

eyebrow as he asked in a low voice,

usually was, Rudy would definitely have stood up happily to greet Jack after he won so

also have shot back at all those insults that were targeted at Jack earlier. Yet, he was acting far too strange at that moment. It was obvious

immediately. Instead, he forcibly composed himself as he

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